Texty: Jakob Dylan. Women and Country. Truth For A Truth.
I'mma piss somewhere so high in the climb
There's are too many people running loose in my mind
Now, send us a king or someone else that can bring
Some order where otherwise everything is
Eye for an eye, truth for a truth
Here I lie, my arms around you
Yes, you would be blind, if you only knew
That it was eye for an eye and it's truth for truth
Now, pack up your wagon, girl, and button your coat
Look up and see me coming out of the smoke
There's footprints of angles leaving tracks in the stone
I'm the last man that, sweetheart, you oughta know
And it's eye for an eye, truth for truth
Here I lie, my arms around you
Yes, you would be blind, if you only knew
That it was eye for an eye, it's truth for a truth
Well now, it's good to be hungry, the apple of somebody's eye
Ain't nothing so pretty in these terrible lights
Now, all hands on deck, and all men to the tower
I'm a virtue-less man in the midnight hour
Oh, now it's junk on junk, with this bed that we've made
Where I sleep like a horse standing up on the clay
I've got to be ready, so much hell to pay
And I'm guilty of loving you in the worst kind of way
And it's eye for an eye, truth for truth
Here I lie, my arms around you
Yes, you would be blind, if you only knew
That it was eye for an eye, it's truth for truth
And here I lie, my arms around you
But it's eye for an eye, it's truth for truth
You'd be blind, if you only knew
That it was eye for an eye, it's truth for truth
There's are too many people running loose in my mind
Now, send us a king or someone else that can bring
Some order where otherwise everything is
Eye for an eye, truth for a truth
Here I lie, my arms around you
Yes, you would be blind, if you only knew
That it was eye for an eye and it's truth for truth
Now, pack up your wagon, girl, and button your coat
Look up and see me coming out of the smoke
There's footprints of angles leaving tracks in the stone
I'm the last man that, sweetheart, you oughta know
And it's eye for an eye, truth for truth
Here I lie, my arms around you
Yes, you would be blind, if you only knew
That it was eye for an eye, it's truth for a truth
Well now, it's good to be hungry, the apple of somebody's eye
Ain't nothing so pretty in these terrible lights
Now, all hands on deck, and all men to the tower
I'm a virtue-less man in the midnight hour
Oh, now it's junk on junk, with this bed that we've made
Where I sleep like a horse standing up on the clay
I've got to be ready, so much hell to pay
And I'm guilty of loving you in the worst kind of way
And it's eye for an eye, truth for truth
Here I lie, my arms around you
Yes, you would be blind, if you only knew
That it was eye for an eye, it's truth for truth
And here I lie, my arms around you
But it's eye for an eye, it's truth for truth
You'd be blind, if you only knew
That it was eye for an eye, it's truth for truth
Women and Country
Jakob Dylan